Barrel full of powder, ship full of tea
Closer by the hour bringing sick to the seas
Bellies full of barter, thick with the thieve
Once they hit the harbor it's a wick in the breeze
There goes another one, right out from under 'em
Different sea shore, same thirty stores
There goes another one, right out from under 'em
Worldwide mining town, steal it up, sell it down
Not too long ago, mom and pop owned the shop
Prognosis progress the Dow owns the block
Here to sell 'em salvation or elevation
Sort of signal disorder in Celebration, Florida
They got the medicine to fix your mood
Till you learn to mind your place and eat that Sysco food
You crave the arrogance the rich folks ooze
Take life, waste life, just to get those jewels
Uh huh, uh huh, heads will roll
Low life, low light, recite that untold
Keep with the goals, rehearse for the eleventh hour
It will be arrow after arrow after bullet after sunflower
Uh huh, uh huh, heads will roll
Low life, low light, recite that untold
Keep with the goals, rehearse for the eleventh hour
It will be barrel after barrel after barrel of that gunpowder
It seems like we've fallen out of favor, the era ended on us
Now the money's just paper, the houses all haunted
We had a hell of a run before it caught up
For all the corners cut, we got an avalanche of sawdust
Life of the party, we're the death of the novel
The glass is half empty, so pass the next bottle
It's the flight of the salesman, death of the bumblebee
Nothing left for the attorneys and the tumbleweeds
They say that God's on the right, so goes the rhetoric
But I think that cross is a kite that left a skeleton
And I think that Russell was right, but thats irrelevant, friend
For all I know there'll be nothing left to defend tomorrow
Sugar in the gas tank, nothing in the cash box
Thought that we were so sick, lookin' like it's smallpox
The bullets are still on the shelves
For when the armory empties, we're melting down the bells
Uh huh, uh huh, heads will roll
Low life, low light, recite that untold
Keep with the goals, rehearse for the eleventh hour
It will be arrow after arrow after bullet after sunflower
Uh huh, uh huh, heads will roll
Low life, low light, recite that untold
Keep with the goals, rehearse for the eleventh hour
It will be barrel after barrel after barrel of that gunpowder
It's the end of law and order, Dick Wolf
Aware in America, rockin' a cheap sheep suit
Pulled wool, weave through, but stay on course
Till pulled over by that pulled pork
Cops keeping the piece cocked
Catch and release like a sportsman, see 'em in
On the court then, piss poor payin' them a portion
Huh, funny how they distort extortion
Never better P.O.S., dance to the rhetoric
Lean to the left, they call me terrorish
Rock with it, dance fever got 'em peepin' out the prints
On the floor, true believers keep they eyes on the horizons
Catch me sizing up the silent, check the crooked grind
Watch me 50/50, deep the balance between the coping
And the feeble mind, I hope the broken folk rewind
Nothing left for token jokers here, skate off, we doing fine
Uh huh, uh huh, heads will roll
Low life, low light, recite that untold
Keep with the goals, rehearse for the eleventh hour
It will be arrow after arrow after bullet after sunflower
Uh huh, uh huh, heads will roll
Low life, low light, recite that untold
Keep with the goals, rehearse for the eleventh hour
It will be barrel after barrel after barrel of that gunpowder
Low Light Low Life Lyrics performed by P.O.S. are property and copyright of the authors, artists and labels. You should note that Low Light Low Life Lyrics performed by P.O.S. is only provided for educational purposes only and if you like the song you should buy the CD